He leaned back in the car seat, rubbing his brow anxiously.
Sharon Foster on the side moved closer to him unnoticeably. The neckline of her blouse almost showed her breasts.
She asked softly, "Mr. Kingsley, is Mrs. Kingsley unhappy again that you'll take me to Lorfield on a business trip?"
Vincent said, "It has nothing to do with you. During this trip to Lorfield, you should familiarize yourself with the procedures of the branch. I will transfer you to Lorfield next month and double your salary."
Sharon's smile froze. She bit her lip and said with grievance, "But I don't want to leave the head office. I want to stay by your side and repay your kindness."
Sharon had always been smart and knew how to maximize her strengths.
She didn't say anything inappropriate, but her feelings came through.
Restrained and hidden admiration. Generous and straightforward worship. No man could resist the love of beauty.
Vincent's eyes were gloomy and unpredictable. After a moment of confusion, he lowered his voice and said, "This is the decision of the board of directors."